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Another Day on the Job

July 14th, 2013

View from the office

 

So many trails – so much rain… and not the dog kind. Due to today’s torrential downpours, I am trapped inside instead of on a trail with my pup like I should be. It’s OK. There’s lots of work to be done and the view from the office isn’t too bad. The sounds of birds chirping, the stream below, and hail on the roof make for a superb work soundtrack.

 

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Better Than Cubicle Chatter

June 27th, 2013

Office view at High Island Beach, TX

 

It seems like all we do anymore is work. Today, we are perched up on an old decrepit highway listening to the waves crash just a few feet from our door as we code the day away. Tomorrow is going to be a long day. We are going to launch a new version of FreeCampsites.net. Silly Johnny always wants to work 20 hrs on his b-day.

 

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Ducked Out

May 6th, 2013

We are currently hiding far, far from civilization trying to get some projects done. We thought if the only way to get to this campsite was to travel 60 miles down a sand road that requires 4×4, there wouldn’t be any distractions. We were mostly right. A large group of off duty border patrol rolled in today. They were pretty sad that this waterfront campsite was taken. Before they said that the were federales, we said it was cool if they camped in our spot with us for a day or two. Now that we know… well, after all the hassling and accusations that they put us through this winter (for just being), they are lucky that we haven’t burnt them out. Just kidding. Mostly. Hehe.

Anyway, before I got ranting, I was mainly posting to let our friends know where we have been for the past couple of weeks and that we will be answering phone calls and responding to emails in about two weeks when we hit our deadline. Love you guys! Hope to see some of you on the east coast this year. Until then here’s a sand castle/sculpture from our last (beach front and free) campsite.

Imagine John Lennon in sand

 

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Is Your Refrigerator Running?

October 14th, 2012

No sir, it is not. As of tonight, we are no longer using the freezer or the fridge in the camper. We killed it and turned off the propane tanks a couple of days ago. One tank is empty, and we have been using the other to cook with in the van until we get one of these 1 gallon cylinders. The last item in the freezer was finally thawed today and we ate it for dinner. It was a big, thick, juicy strip steak. It was a nice end to a our life of “fridging it”.

We are talking about getting one of these WAECO CoolFreeze compressor fridge/freezer and running it via our solar and battery bank. I want to put it off though to see what it would be like to live without refrigeration and/or a cooler for at least a couple of months. We are either going to be eating super fresh, super canned, or grains and legumes. Those who know me know that I like my dairy, meat and produce and that we make almost everything from scratch. It’s going to be a big, interesting change. It should be fun.

In other news, we had a nice day. We went to a swap meet in town, drove the van around on BLM land and chilled at the lake.


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Goodbye, Yesterday

October 8th, 2012

I am so glad yesterday is over. After waking up to 40F degree temps in the van, I started packing so that we could make our journey south. We were minutes away from leaving when we were approached by a ranger. He immediately made me feel like a criminal. He asked who owned our vehicles(van and the camper). Then, he told us that we were in an inappropriate location a mostly enclosed area on the edge of a meadow. We told him that we had just packed up and were heading out.

He asked if we had warrants and wanted to run our IDs. What?!? We are just camping, dude. Our campsite was spotlessly clean. The area wasn’t posted as prohibited or blocked off. In fact there was an obvious path leading to the area. We were just camping. We were within sight of the main forest road. We might have been in a location that he felt was off-limits, but we saw no indication, and we are NOT criminals and do not deserve to be treated as such. He was so short and cold to us. It was very demeaning. It made me feel ill.

We gave him our IDs as requested. After he called them in, he kept saying the phrase “ax murders”. I think he was trying to be funny, but he had already set the tone and there was no way I could laugh and be personable now, just defensive. We came back clear… duh! We are not criminals! So after delaying us for what seemed to be an hour, he said we could continue packing. Since we had already packed up and just needed to raise the jacks on the camper, we were gone in 10 minutes.

Note to self: Do not plan on brushing your hair in the truck. Do it first thing no matter how much of a hurry you are in. I am sure that my messy hair is why he thought so little of us.

Most of the day was OK. It really wasn’t that bad. There were little things throughout it, but nothing too noteworthy.

We drove and drove and drove. We try not to move more than 10s of miles. Yesterday, we went nearly 200.

The day wasn’t over yet. I will bitch post about my interaction in Smart and Final in another installment.

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